Wednesday, 24 December 2008
Friday, 19 December 2008
Bitter
Two days in Munich then onward to Mayrhofen...
My room is definitely three times the size of my place in London.
And it has a sofa (come kip on my couch... it folds out...kindofabigdeal)
Jon on his first day as the Bear.
Kind of scary. He made a little girl cry.
Yesterday was my first day as the Bear:
Two prework beers is a must.
My job consists of dancing around the bar until I'm suffocating in the humidity of my mask, then to the DJ stand for a quick swig and maybe a cig, deep breath and go!
I danced with a lot of old men which poses problems in that (a) I'm rusty on my swing dancing and (b) I cant see a darn thing.
Tonight you can find me in the Ice Bar, in a Bear Suit, dancing to the Ice Bear Song (uh huh, we have a song, and soon enough we'll have a dance as well)
... my knees hurt
My room is definitely three times the size of my place in London.
And it has a sofa (come kip on my couch... it folds out...kindofabigdeal)
Jon on his first day as the Bear.
Kind of scary. He made a little girl cry.
Yesterday was my first day as the Bear:
Two prework beers is a must.
My job consists of dancing around the bar until I'm suffocating in the humidity of my mask, then to the DJ stand for a quick swig and maybe a cig, deep breath and go!
I danced with a lot of old men which poses problems in that (a) I'm rusty on my swing dancing and (b) I cant see a darn thing.
Tonight you can find me in the Ice Bar, in a Bear Suit, dancing to the Ice Bear Song (uh huh, we have a song, and soon enough we'll have a dance as well)
... my knees hurt
Friday, 5 December 2008
Sunday, 23 November 2008
Sunday, 16 November 2008
Thursday, 13 November 2008
Dearest,
Today I have...
Had two breakfast sandwiches (paid for one)
Written a long letter to my Nana
Listened to a Dylan Thomas poem for an hour (as headphones were placed upon my ears by Adrian/boss)
Subjected everyone on site to a photo shoot
Gone shopping for an hour and 15 mins (during which my boss called... only to find he needed someone to make tea...)
... and in 30 minutes I could very well leave
Tough life eh?
p.s. Oh my glory glory I threw down a cool hundo on my new leather boots. Dr. Martins. Perfection.
p.s.s. Late night wine and cheese and sleepover at yours tomorrow? My interview should end around 8.
Had two breakfast sandwiches (paid for one)
Written a long letter to my Nana
Listened to a Dylan Thomas poem for an hour (as headphones were placed upon my ears by Adrian/boss)
Subjected everyone on site to a photo shoot
Gone shopping for an hour and 15 mins (during which my boss called
... and in 30 minutes I could very well leave
Tough life eh?
p.s. Oh my glory glory I threw down a cool hundo on my new leather boots. Dr. Martins. Perfection.
p.s.s. Late night wine and cheese and sleepover at yours tomorrow? My interview should end around 8.
Monday, 3 November 2008
Sunday, 2 November 2008
Saturday, 18 October 2008
Saturdays is for Deptford
Our recommended modus operandi
1. Hangover is a must on a Saturday morning, otherwise that full English Breakfast just doesn't get the mileage it deserves
2. Down through the Deptford High Street to the Deptford Project (featured in last months Vogue!)
http://www.thedeptfordproject.com/
(chatting with the locals is always encouraged)
3. You must always be prepared for an impromtu photo montage.
(apparently I have very good form; Nayereh even complimented my cart wheel follow through)
(You don't have to be gay... but, as we do, feel free to be as gay as you please. It is your Saturday after all)
4. On to Deptford High St. flee market for some quality digging and quality characters
(Dan Bauman, there's the perfect sweater waiting for you on the top of a pile of clothes in the corner of the DHS fleemarket)
5. Head home happy and excited to shower that hangover smell and itchy leaf bugs away. Happy Saturday Deptford! We'll see you next time.
1. Hangover is a must on a Saturday morning, otherwise that full English Breakfast just doesn't get the mileage it deserves
2. Down through the Deptford High Street to the Deptford Project (featured in last months Vogue!)
http://www.thedeptfordproject.com/
(chatting with the locals is always encouraged)
3. You must always be prepared for an impromtu photo montage.
(apparently I have very good form; Nayereh even complimented my cart wheel follow through)
(You don't have to be gay... but, as we do, feel free to be as gay as you please. It is your Saturday after all)
4. On to Deptford High St. flee market for some quality digging and quality characters
(Dan Bauman, there's the perfect sweater waiting for you on the top of a pile of clothes in the corner of the DHS fleemarket)
5. Head home happy and excited to shower that hangover smell and itchy leaf bugs away. Happy Saturday Deptford! We'll see you next time.
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